My Better Half [open!]

Well needless to say curiosity got the better of little Skypaw. The little girl was at the edge of her territory and came to the Thunderpath. It looked quiet.. it sounded quiet. Giving herself the count of three she bolted across the road as fast as she could and safely made it to the other side. She promised herself she wouldn't be over here long. She was out of her safety zone. A loner, rouge or even kittypet could easily get to her and do whatever if they were trouble. Not being on clan lands other cats were.. open to do whatever they thought reasonable to her. Skypaw wasn't scared though. She wasn't even thinking about that now. She just has always wanted to visit the barn and see what it was like in there.

Padding along and keeping her eyes and ears open she finally hit a path that led to the barn. She had heard this barn was empty and hasn't been touched for many many moons. Skypaw hit the font of the barn and saw the big wooden doors and her jaw dropped. It was so big! Padding up closer to it she opened her jaw to get a smell of who has been here but everything seemed stale. Seeing a little hole in the wood Skypaw padded over it and saw it was just big enough for her to get in through. Squeezing through it, she got suck a little bit but after giving one last pull she flopped onto the ground and shook of the dirt and dust that collected on her fur. Birds flapped from above at the sound of her thud and left the barn. It was bigger even on the inside! Eyes widened she padded up to the huge barrels of hay and gave them a sniff. Why couldn't the clan use this in their nests? It looed very warm to sleep on!

About to jump onto a hay barrel Skypaw heard something outside the barn and her head shot around so fat it almost fell off to the looks of it. Her tail went between her legs and now noticed how quiet everything got. Gulping she sank a little to the ground and hoped whatever it was would go away.. sadly she heard the noise again. Was it a fox? Rat? Dog? Looking for a place to hide she saw a tipped over metal bucket and quickly ran into it and hoped that whatever was out there would go away..

Foxpaw carefully moved around the edge of his territory, only being 6 moons and his mentor already leaving him to to explore by him self made him quiet on edge. His tail twitched with some what fear, as he heard the bushes tremble in the breeze. He hated this place, it gave him memories of seeing his dad with the other queen. He closed is eyes, trying to forget his mouse brain father he was quickly snapped out of by the bushes moving again he felt no breeze telling him something was in there . He jumped into the bushes near him, he backed into bushes making sure his sent was covered and he he couldn't be scene. He looked through the under growth, the branches just parting to let him see. His eye widened when he saw Skypaw other apprentice. He was about to go out and ask what she was doing, I mean it could hurt right? But she bounce across the thunder path, his fur on the back of his neck and back bristled. He didn't know if he should go get his mentor, or follow. Well, he decided that she would be long gone by the time he moved back to camp. Slowly creeping up to the thunder path, he put his two front paws touching the hot gray path. His ears twitch trying to hear something, while his nose curled up at the smell of the path in front of him. It was oddly quiet, so he got to his paws and ran across as quick as he could hearing a monster a bit down the path scared him but he got to the other side. Lucky for him as not so long after a monster roared past, making him jump as it thundered pasted. He took a deep breath and got to her paws, shaking like a leaf he watched Skypaw run off. He slowly followed Skypaw, he wondered what she was doing. He got to the barn and looked up at the massive bar, his jaw dropped this place was massive. In awe he didn't notice, the drink can in front of him stepping on it causing allowed crunch. He jumped back and hissed slightly, his tall perky ears now to the side of his head. In a crouch he slowly edged his way in there. "Skypaw? H-Hello I saw you come in here"

[/font] his happy, hyper active side was long gone what was left was a shaking small tom. His once beautiful blue eyes, where most black as his pupils widened. As there was no site of Skypaw, the only think he new out here.

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Skypaw felt her heart beat slow down and was more then happy to hear a voice that was very familiar to her. No other then little tom Foxpaw. The older apprentice came out of the tipped over metal bucket and saw him standing there looking a little scared. Skypaw trotted over to him and mewed, ''Well don't you have a little ambitious side to you seeing you have made it over the Thunderpath and over the barn.'' Sitting down in front of the tom she looked around at the barn and the wood on the side and seeing hay all over the place. She looked back at Foxpaw and asked, ''I wonder what its like to be a barn cat..'' Shrugging she knew it was against clan rules to go over the Thunderpath but she was bored and her paws just led her here. She knew the dangers of being here and starclan knows what other cats even claimed this barn as their own. Blinking softly at Foxpaw she asked, ''Would you like to head back with me? We really shouldn't be here.. our tails would be offered to our leader as a play toy when he get bored.''

Foxpaw gave a quick shake to of his head, and looked at Skypaw."I mean, we're here now. We're going to be stuck at camp for moons after this!"

[/font] he pointed out. Foxpaw looked around his hate of new things, turned in side him. But he wanted to spend his last moments of freedom, before heading back. He nodded with quick chuckle, "But I like my tail, and the leader is one scary dude!"[/font] he pointed out.

He looked around, "though there doesn't seem to much here other then, hay and well..." [/font] he looked around. Before shaking his head. What was he thinking?! He really didn't like it there, why did he want to stay there for longer. Maybe just a few more moments, they could enjoy not being in a clan. He always some what wanted to be out the clan, there would be no worries. He dropped his jaw triyng to smell if any cats were around, but he couldn't smell anything. To be honest he couldn't tell over the smell of dam hay. If anything he wanted someone to come get them. Bring them back to the camp tell them it was going to be ok. Foxpaw hated the thought of staying there a bit longer, but he didn't really want to face the thunderpath again, or the anger of his leader. But if they didn't get caught? Who was he to know.

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Skypaw looked around the barn again seeing it was peaceful and quiet. Why couldn't the clans just live here? ''I don't understand why Shadowclan can't live here. It has shealter, warmth, food im sure..'' Padding closer to the pile of hay she gave it a sniff and heard a voice...

''Well your little pitty clan cant live here because I do that already..'' a slender, skinny vicious she cat pointed out at the top of the hay barrel looking down at the two apprentice. Skypaw looked up and backed up next to Foxpaw and hissed.

The tan she cat leaped down one barrel at a time looking as seductive as she ever could and landed on one and sat down looking over the two cats. Skypaw narrowed her eyes and mewed, ''We don't want any trouble..''

''No! no of course you don't.. I mean why would you wanna cause trouble.. your gonna get into enough of it when your little leader finds you were here..'' she green eyed she cat spoke in gentle but proud tone. Sitting with her tail on her front paws she scanned the two apprentices and just waited.

Skypaw took a step back and whispered to foxpaw, ''We need to go..''

OOC: I brought crank into this

Foxpaw started to look around the den, he wanted to see what this barn had to offer. He wanted to know why most of the rogues lived her. The hay was somewhat damp but, it would be dried by night time. The smell of rats, was fresh as the smell swirled around his nose. He looked over at Skypaw, with a quick smile. she was right why didn't they live here? To was warm, fresh was clearly in no short supply. The sound of other tom shattered his thoughts. So much so he almost lost his footing, before he scrabbled backwards towards Skypaw. His eyes widened at the thought of his leader finding out, or even his mentor. He new fully well his mentor would have his head for this and the leader to. "I-I don' think, you would be allowed one foot in our territory. Even if you did, they wouldn't believe non-clanner."

[/font] He stood pretty tall to try and stand up to the ginger tom in front of him. But truth be told, he couldn't hear anything now. The sound of his heart beat pour into his ears, as I thumped in fear. He didn't know what to do but he wanted to get out of there as fast as he could. He started to take a step back with her, how did he tell her to run? With out alerting the rogue in front of him. He looked all around. Was he really going to be dead before his first moon of training was over?
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Crank gave a laugh and mewed, ''Want to step one foot on your lands? Who I would want to anyway? You all smell, you live by stupid rules and even better.. you believe in a clan in the sky that doesn't even exist.'' Now leaping down onto the ground she padded around the apprentices looked down at them skin and bones telling the cats she had no food for a while. But she was still a strong cat on the outside for not eating. Her claws were out and they were long. Skypaw looked over the cat and knew this was not good. Pressing herself against Foxpaw she kept eyes on the rouge and didn't take them off of her. ''Ok Foxpaw it's two against one right.. we can take her cant we?'' she whispered to him. She was wrong.. she was so wrong. They could not take her down easily. She would kill them. or one of them while the other escaped.

Skypaw mewed, ''What do they call you?'' Crank still walked around the apprentices with a little drool dripping from her mouth. ''What do they call me? I'm a cat you stupid furball.. you can ask me my name and its Crank. And you both just stepped into the wrong barn my friends.. Because I haven't eaten in days... and the last thing I ate I'm pretty sure was a helpless kit that was left on the side of the road..''

Skypaw was scared now.. ''Oh well im sure that tasted.. just wonderful!'' Crank then padded up to Skypaws face and whispered, ''Do you know I do to kittys who step out of their homes..''

Foxpaws eye widened, as she moved closer to the. His tail twitched awkwardly. Maybe they could fake it? Fake an attack then run for it? It would at least by them time would it not? His eyes scanned the area, as he moved closer to Skypaw. "Skypaw, We can't take her on. She's twice maybe even triple are size. Those claw to..."

[/font] he whispered almost hissed to Skypaw next to him.

He took a deep breath and pause. What where they to do? trapped by a rogue who hadn't eaten in days. He twitched his muzzle? This couldn't be the end of him could it? I mean star clan didn't have it out for him to die already? "Well, that clan..." [/font] he gulped loudly and spoke loudly. "wouldn't want us to do now i'm sure of it. I'm sure they'll save us it's written in the stars! " [/font] Fpxpaw was not just trying to buy time. Something would come up right? It had to? Maybe warriors from their new they were missing right? I mean they had to. He tried to think back to what she had said. "Clan cats don't even come close the stench rogue cats carries. Death, fleas all shorts of horrible." [/font]

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"Don't forget their wits," Hawkstreak slipped in between the two apprentices, taking a step forward toward the loner. Earlier, in camp, he was stopped by Skypaw's mentor, who must have finished whatever duties they had to do early and was searching for Skypaw for a training session. Of course, since he was the last one with her, it was natural to assume that the brown tabby warrior had something to do with her absence. Unfortunately for her mentor, Hawkstreak had not seen the pretty she-cat ever since they returned to camp. So, him and the frustrated warrior, tagged along by Tawnystripe, left to search for the lost girl. It was easy to track; the dying undergrowth did not provide much conflicting scents and her trail was fresh. It was obvious it wasn't that long ago that she wondered off. As they followed the scent, it was met by another, which collided with her's and ended up actually mixing in with Skypaw's suggesting that the cat either met her and followed, or just happened to stumble upon the same path for whatever reason that caught Skypaw's attention. At first relief washed over him, knowing that Skypaw was not alone and at least in the safe paws of a warrior. But, Tawnystripe pointed out that it was indeed another apprentice, Foxpaw to be exact, that had also continued the same line of trouble. They kept moving. And soon they hit the thunderpath. It was a rather sickening sight; Hawkstreak's gut crawled with worms and maggots as he imagined the two young cats being hit by a monster. There was no trace of any sort of gruesome events, though, and with much caution Hawkstreak and Tawnystripe ran across the thunderpath in the unfamiliar land that followed after, leaving Skypaw's mentor to stay behind just in case of trouble. Hawkstreak huffed. This was much more of an adventure than he thought, and all he wanted to do ever since he got done with his dinner that he was rudely interrupted from was to sleep and dream about his lost lover. It wasn't very long before they caught the obvious plain in sight confrontation that was occurring in front of the barn that dotted the outlands. Hawkstreak didn't think much of it, his green eyes narrowed in an irritated frown more than worry that the inexperienced pre-warriors were in trouble. The Clans never usually got any sass from loners or rogues, and it helped that they didn't have many to begin with. Then as the patrol neared them he caught sight of the familiar pelt of Crank. Pelt bristling, he knew this loner way too well. It wasn't the first time dealing with her. There had been many incidents involving a patrol scrapping with the she-cat, and she was most known because of her father and the destructive involvement he had with stray ShadowClan cats. He didn't doubt one moment that she would be any different. An overwhelming fear and protectiveness swept over him as the loner eyed Skypaw with a threatening gaze, Skypaw obviously willing the loner away with her shrunken back body language. Foxpaw seemed to take the threat better, but Skypaw was definitely more pushed in the front of his mind. Unconciously he wondered if his elder brother ever felt this same, passionate protectiveness toward him, because for a moment he felt as if the she-cat were his younger sister of some sorts by the strong willingness to shield her from any harm. Maybe the moments they spent together messed him up more than he thought. "They don't know a real threat when they seem 'em." Hawkstreak finished, eyeing the loner cockily, his former spirit returning in the face of danger and excitement. "Leave them alone, or I'll claw your fur off." He growled more seriously, and although the ignorant and cheeky gleam never left his face, his eyes were brimming with a fiery anger, his body mass hanging more in front of Skypaw, muscular with his defensive posture, than Foxpaw. [bg=49231f]

[/i] her apprentice when she found him. She was going to shred Foxpaw and use his pelt for bedding. She was going to box Foxpaw over the ears so hard they'll be ringing until he was an elder. These and other threats and promises went through Tawnystripe's head as she followed Hawkstreak across the territory, tail lashing out in anger. That stupid, empty-headed, mouse-brained fool! Foxpaw should know better than to go off adventuring on her own. ShadowClan territory had more dangers than the other Clans'. They had mud pits and poisonous lizards and thunderpaths on all sides! If Foxpaw wasn't in trouble when they found him, he was so going to be.

Hawkstreak led the way, and they seemed to be heading towards the Thunderpath. It had been quiet today; there were no fresh scents of monsters. Hawkstreak seemed to be overcome with worry, since he seemed quite relieved to find it empty of dead apprentices. But the scents of both Foxpaw and Skypaw led over the thunderpath, so the two warriors crossed with no trouble.

The scent led to the barn. Tawnystripe followed her Clanmate towards where there seemed to be a confrontation between three cats. Foxpaw, Skypaw, and a very familiar loner. "Crank." Tawnystripe snarled. Seeing Foxpaw in one piece, her anger resurged and she growled at him, "You are in so much trouble when we get back to camp Foxpaw. I hope you realize this. If you don't, you're even denser than I thought." A bit harsh, yes, but Tawnystripe wouldn't be Tawnystripe is she wasn't a little angry with the world.[/size][/ul][/blockquote]

Flattening her ears skypaw was about to open her mouth when suddenly another voice came into the picture. She didn't have to look to see who it was to know who came. Her gaze with Crank was cut off when Hawkstreak stepped in front of her and spoke to Crank himself. He was then accompanied by another warrior who seemed so mad at..Foxpaw. Tawnystripe. Out of all the warriors.. where was her mentor? Why did Hawkstreak come? Narrowing her eyes she watched the tom not take his eyes off of the rouge. Skypaw was still pressed against the young tom apprentice and just wanted to get out of here..

Crank gave a wicked smile when the tom padded in front of the cats and purred, ''Well well Hawkstreak.. aren't you a sight for sore eyes.. seems just like yesterday I was looking into those handsome eyes of yours when we met for the first time with you and your friends patrolling the lands of your home. Is the prey running well? See I wouldn't know.. last time you really didnt like me sharing your prey..'' She gave a soft and flirtatious blink to the tom and looked at the other warrior that snarled her name.. Tawnystripe. Raising an eyebrow she looked at Tawnystripe and mewed, ''I thought you died honestly..haven't seen you around much..''
Looking at the two apprentices then back at the warrior she mewed, ''Who said I was giving them trouble? They aren't on your territory anymore Hawkstreak.. they came over here I had nothing to do with this.. but last I checked.. I cant touch your cats when on your territory.. that rule cant apply here too when your not even on your territory.. your on mine.''

Skypaw gulped and she knew this rouge had a point. Crank really did have every right to do what she wanted to them.. seeing the barn was not part of anyone clans home. Skypaw looked up at Hawkstreak who still had his eyes on Crank but caught Crank looking right at her with a wicked sly smile. Skypaw still could see the she cats claws out and never underestimated this cats power. Seemed this rouge was stronger when weaker then healthy. Starclan knew what diseases she carried that could infect anyone if crank got ahold of anyone. Yet.. how did these two know about Crank? And they didn't? Crank knew both of their names.. how was that possible?

Little Foxpaws eyes widened, as a new pelt flashed before his eyes. He started to panic thinking all kinds of things. Was it this flea bags, back up. Was it help, his mind searched for answered before he heard the voice. It was Hawkstreak. A warrior, a brown tabby warrior no less. He smiled at the site of help, before his face way wiped clean. His ears fell against his head as he slowly backed up. The fear had been struck into him, but not by the rogue. Not by the the thing that had a high chance of killing him. But the site of his mentor. Tawnystripe. He slowly backed away "I-I thought I was doing the right thing. F-following Skypaw for help"

[/font] his pnce perking ears stayed pinned to the side of head. He didn't want to know what she do to him back at camp. He started to wonder how many days he'd have to spend cleaning out the elder den. Or even worse! No fresh kill for a week! Or maybe she'll make him eat Crows food for moons. His little head fell down to look at his paw, at the thought of that idea. If he was on honest. He wanted to be the hero, the one that saved young Skypaw from what horrors await at the barn. But now look at him, cowering behind his mentor. He stood quietly as he started to think if he really had a place in the clan.

Tag: Frost & Skypaw
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Hawkstreak couldn't help but suppress a murmur of amusement, which was only represented by a twitch of his whiskers. He could only guess the training Foxpaw must go through on a daily basis after witnessing Tawnystripe's tough attitude. She didn't even give Foxpaw a chance to explain himself, and automatically assumed he was in the wrong. Although, it was kind of hard not to. He honestly couldn't think of any reason for either apprentice to be outside of ShadowClan borders. Whether he was following Skypaw for good or bad reasons, the smartest thing to do was to go back and call for reinforcement. Hawkstreak's ears flicked, contemplating on the fact that he most likely would have done the same thing if he was in Foxpaw's position, and felt it was too hypocritical to make any comment on the scene. Not that he really had a chance to, because Crank was on his ass immediately after the confrontation. At first, all the tom could do was blink at her, at first dumbfounded by the she-cat's obvious flirtatious remarks to him. His brain took a minute to process, the blankness caused by his surprise (which briefly reminded him of his romantic walk with his ex mate, Silverwing, and his same reaction to her confessing she was pregnant, which resulted in quite a fight. Come on though, it was out of nowhere!) and after his stunned silence he regained himself, finally coming to the conclusion that she was probably trying to trick him in some manipulative way. Although he had no clue what she could possibly want from him. Besides, thanks to his depression and dedication to his deceased lover, he could not dare to tempt himself into the fun little games of flirting and sex. Licking his dry lips he stuttered, "But that doesn't mean..." clearing his throat, not realizing his physical attire did not yet adjust to the surprising turn on, he repeated more clearly, "But that doesn't mean I can't protect what is mine, either." Glancing at the cats around him, he didn't know what else to do but to get out of here as quick as possible. He didn't want a fight; the she-cat was a strong opponent. Logically she would have no chance against all of them, but it still wouldn't mean they wouldn't leave without some nasty wounds. "Hey now, come on babe. Just let us go. Simple mistake, alright? We won't let this happen again. If it does, free food! How's that sound?" He felt him getting more nervous and nervous as he kept blabbering on. "So, deal?" (shit Shiny sorry i wrote this at school and this site is blocked so i couldn't check who Foxpaw's mentor was xD ) [bg=49231f]

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[/i] Oh, so he was scared of her. Tawnystripe almost snorted at the irony. Foxpaw was more scared of his rescuers than of the actual threat.

She did roll her eyes, though, along with a scoff. She wanted to say "With what training?", but revealing just how untrained both apprentices were in front of Crank was a bad idea. The rogue likely wouldn't think twice about using the knowledge against them, in whatever way the little irritant could. Instead, Tawnystripe meowed to Foxpaw. "Lesson number one, kit: Sometimes the right thing to do isn't always the smart thing."

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Skypaw watched the cats talk between one another but Skypaw really didn't wish to be here anymore. ''Hawkstreak can we go now please?'' skypaw whispered which sadly Crank over heard. ''In a rush I see? So sorry to see you all go soon.. it was nice to have your company.'' she mewed looking right at Hawkstreak as she spoke. Looking at Skypaw she saw her shivering and shook her head with a little amused smile. She looked at twanystripe and then at foxpaw who was a little pathetic thing who she should have just killed in a moments notice but yet.. she held back and was happy she did or else that special someone would not be here at this very moment. Crank looked back at Hawkstreak and gave a wicked smile and mewed, ''If I were you.. I would leave one at a time...you can be last.''

OOC: sorry guys my head has killed me for three days to the point of crying now I promise they will get longer once I get medication and everything else